Chapter 297: Xia Qingqing was humiliated, Nan Yan was humiliated, Huang Clan was humiliated

The prefect of a dignified county, at this moment, is just an old father who has lost his youngest son.
He knelt to the ground, his fingers trembling, and tremblingly picked up the dead baby.
Old tears flowed.
"Tae, Tae..."
He called out, tenderly and desperately.
He is in his forties, and only has two sons, Cheng Dejin and Cheng Dejin.
Dejin died young, he finally hoped to have another son, and he died like this...
With a pair of red eyes, he stared at Nan Baoyi with hatred, "My Tai'er, you were killed by an evil girl! You are a blood-drinking devil, you killed Tai'er!"
He roared and snatched the torch, trying to ignite the kerosene and burn Nan Baoyi to death.
Before he ran out a few steps, eighteen wooden sticks, like eighteen long nails, whizzed and fell in front of him, firmly blocking his way!
Everyone looked at it subconsciously.
The eighteen arhats of Zhennan Temple fell to the ground with wounds all over, screaming in sorrow.
Xiao Yi's sword flew immediately, and Jiu Chi Mo sword arrogantly carried on his shoulders.
He started to fight, staring at Cheng Hao condescendingly, licking the corners of his lips wickedly with the tip of his tongue, "Cheng Taishou, I want to kill the little girl from Benhou's family. Please step over Benhou's body first."
"Xiao Yi!"
Cheng Hao was full of hatred.
He looked at the old host with red eyes.
The old host understood, put his palms together, and said "Amitabha".
One hundred and eight monks from Zhennan Temple immediately surrounded Xiao Yi.
The old host gave an order: "Jingxi Hou has no respectable head, so he will protect the demon girl and take him down!"
Xiao Yi bends Dan Feng's eyes.
Jiu Chi Mo Dao spun around in his hand, he rode his horse to fight!
Nan Baoyi still knelt and sat on the high platform.
Her thin white hands are folded on her chest in a regular manner, her petite face is neither humble nor overbearing.
She calmly said: "Cheng Taishou, I rescued this child from the flames of the Daxiong Hall. It was I who carried him down the mountain from the mountain monastery. When the people hit me with stones, I was the one who held him in his arms. I beg you, take a look at this child, I tell you, this child is still breathing, he still has a rescue... But what did you say?"
Cheng Hao's old face was blue and white.
He said that Nan Baoyi is a Xie Chong girl.
Regardless of the child's life and death, he ordered the Ya Ya to take her down.
However, at that time he didn't know that the blood baby was Tyer!
He thought it was someone else's child!
What does it have to do with other people’s children who die if they die? !
He trembled all over and snarled: "Don't be arrogant here! This child is covered with tooth marks, it is clear that you bite! You drink blood and eat infants, you are a misfortune!"
"I bit it?" Nan Baoyi sneered, "Cheng Taishou, can the tooth prints of wild beasts be the same as those of humans? You are the prefect of Shu County. There must be people in the government office. It is better to invite them. Come out and distinguish carefully."
Cheng Hao shuddered even harder.
He condensed the blood baby in his arms.
Inexplicably, I believe Nan Baoyi's words...
"master!"
A heart-piercing cry came through the crowd.
The people let the way out, and Aunt Fang was all embarrassed, and she crawled and ran crying.
Her hair and dress were almost burnt, and her skin was covered with burns, which looked terrible.
It was actually based on willpower to rush out of the mountains and fire!
"master!"
She cried and knelt down at Cheng Yao's feet, "Our child, our child..."
When she saw the baby in Cheng Hao's arms, she instantly widened her eyes.
In the next moment, a miserable wailing sounded through the foot of the mountain.
So sad, so desperate, like a mother beast that lost her cub.
Nan Baoyi closed her eyes unbearably.
Aunt Fang cried so badly that she suddenly grasped Cheng Ke's sleeve tightly, her eyes slowly sweeping across the crowd.
When she saw Xia Minghui, she suddenly raised her hand and screamed: "It's her. When the sky was still dark, she stunned her concubine and the maids with a drug, then took someone into the meditation room and took Tai away. Son! She killed Tyer, she killed Tyer!"
The onlookers were stunned!
Jiang Suihan stood in the crowd shook his folding fan, watching with gusto, "Tsk, the drama of the gods and demons has become a house fighting drama, and now it has become a suspense drama!"
Cheng Hao stuffed the baby into Aunt Fang's arms.
He walked to Xia Minghui with a dark face, the hatred in his eyes almost burned him.
"uncle……"
Xia Minghui retreated in fear.
Cheng Hao raised his hand and slapped her viciously!
"Bitch! My son has no grievances with you, you have harmed him so far!"
"Uncle, this is Nan Yan's idea, it has nothing to do with me! She made up the nursery rhymes, and the little son was also the dog that she threw to the back mountain gate!"
"Nan Yan..."
Cheng Hao was furious, suddenly turned around, raised his hand and slapped Nan Yan!
Nan Yan's cheeks were red and swollen, and she knelt to the ground in embarrassment.
This is the end of the matter, where can she take care of other things, wishing to pick herself clean.
She raised her tearful eyes and cried: "Master prefect, everything I do is under the orders of my mother-in-law. She said that only Brother Cheng is enough for you. She also said that after a hundred years, All the property of Cheng Mansion should be inherited by Brother Cheng alone! You don't know, those children you died young in these years are the murderous hands of your mother-in-law behind!"
Huang's face was pale.
I was originally to watch the excitement, but I didn't expect it to become excitement!
She stared at Cheng Kuo, who was full of anger, and pleased: "Master, this little hoof is talking nonsense, you definitely don't believe her, do you? She is the separation between our husband and wife"
"Poisonous woman!"
Cheng Hao stepped forward quickly and kicked her foot fiercely into her heart!
He had many concubines, and there were a dozen children under his knees, but he only raised two concubines and one concubine.
He thought it was his misfortune.
But I didn't expect that so many children were killed by this poisonous woman!
The image of a dignified prefect has long been forgotten.
Cheng Hao roared, roared, punched and kicked at Huang's, sweaty and hysterical, how could there be the chic and elegant look of "The Analects"!
Jiang Suihan shook his fan and said with emotion: "Yes, the suspense drama has become a family ethics drama."
Nan Baoyi watched quietly.
Huang cried and begged for mercy, plucking several strands of hair, revealing a white scalp.
His clothes were disheveled and his face was covered in blood and mud.
It was completely different from the noble lady and mistress in the previous life.
Nan Baoyi clearly remembers how the Huang clan used to compare her with each other.
She was married at that time, less than half a year.
Accompanied Huang to come to Zhennan Temple to pray for blessings. She was obviously a spoiled young lady, but was picked by Huang as a horse and forced her to wash her clothes in the mountains and streams.
It is the twelfth lunar month of winter.
The stream condensed into ice, and she squatted by the stream to wash clothes, her small hands were swollen and cracked with cold.
But Huang did not allow the maid to help her.
She rubbed her jacket and skirt, feeling that marrying someone was really hard work!
As he recalled, a few drops of warm blood splashed on her cheek.
She saw that the minister of authority seriously injured several monks.
He hunted and hunted in his battle robe, galloping back and forth among the monks, as if into the land of no one.
Nan Baoyi remembered that she had met him in Zhennan Temple in her previous life.
That year, Xiao Yi had already served as an official in Shengjing City, returning to Jinguan City to do business, and happened to pass by here.
He was on the other side of the stream with a steed, leather boots, and red clothes for hunting.
He watched her beat Huang's clothes, mocking: "Oh, isn't this Mrs. Cheng Shao?"